Consequences of Prank

Seriously all he want from me was to clear the mess I made. I doubt him, he's not that simple to be pleased. So what's the catch here.

Whatever it is screw that because I really don't know how I am going to clean his room added his office in 3 hrs along with all his wet clothes at its original place.

Things are really getting complicated and he's truly punishing me for the sins I have done but still I am not satisfied with the way he reacted when he got to know I was the main culprit. Should I be worried about that or should I tense about what's on my plate after this shitty 3 hrs.

Every nerve in my body screams in pain whenever I get down to pick his clothes.

But that's what he wants from me to clean his room as it was before.

After arranging everything like it was before I hanged his clothes to dry them. Till they got dry, I cleared the mess in the office which I made intentionally but not with the intention of cleaning it myself.

If I knew I had to clean this later I would have created a little less mess.

But either way this is the first time my prank got reverse and I had to take the blame.

I hate him more as day went on. He's seriously torturing me and somewhere I think that before I convince him to back out, I'll be the only one to quit first because I really can't stand this.

I was literally cleaning as if I am his slave.

But I had no other choice which means I can't even pull out another prank on him because if he can fire them without asking them out or getting complete assurity he can definitely do that again which make things worst for me here.

I hate to admit but I think I am going to give up

soon.

It was almost 3hrs up and that's when I went to check whether his clothes were dry or not because if not I really need to think of something before he finds another reason to punish me though I am not scared of his punishments but the pain my body is giving me because the morning have clearly wrapped me around the whole.

Entering his room I was stuck. He was there standing like waiting for me maybe.

So I went towards him and stood in front of him fearlessly for I don't know what.

After a complete silence of a minute he asked me about the things which he demanded me to complete were done or not?

Obviously!

I can't angry him twice a day maybe that's what even doctors will agree that angering Mr devil twice a day is not healthy for people living around him.

"Yeah."

"Oh! I thought you won't clear the mess since all you wanted to do was back me down....."

He said smirking.

I felt like ripping his neck and feeding it to street dogs. Because they are way better then him.

"I still want that but I'll make my ways I mean better ways."

"Keep trying because one should never give up."

Is he seriously clouting me do something worst here?

"I never give up so easily in fact I have not learnt to give up yet."

"You will learn then soon. I will teach you don't worry."

"Ofcourse I will."

Our conversation again went on a complete silence and I felt awkward standing there.

I don't know why but I felt for the first time that I should run away from this very man because he is a dangerous pill I am gulping.

"So I will take your silence as an order to leave. So thanks for leaving them and punishing me. Bye."

I step back saying this afraid of what can he say to my anonymous reply. I think that's where I was wrong here.

His dangerous voice haulted my steps and I looked behind afraid of what else is on my plate, and I really hope it's not something which I am thinking right now. Because if he's planning to cover up the 3 hrs I have being working for him like slave then I am done here.

I am leaving everything and going back to my place where I used to live in peace.

"I think you are forgetting something."

I feel like slamming his head on a rock until he looses all his memories.

Or until he's diagnosed to fixation amnesia.

"And what it is that I am forgetting?"

Screw his memory I want to kill him.

I think I am loosing my patience and he's successfully succeeded in annoying me.

"Your practice miss Anna. We are not done with that yet."

"Are you serious? I am not doing any practice with you, and you are free to tell my uncle about this. I won't mind."

He started laughing, like seriously laughing. I hate him more as I am spending minutes with him.

"Do you think I'll need your uncle to bring you on line.....

I gave him a dead reaction as if indicating you don't have any other option other then that.

"Common I am enough for you. On ground in 15 minutes, and please don't be late."

Now it was my turn to laugh

"Look at you using the word please, and people say old dogs can't learn new tricks."

Good Anna remind him of your past. That should steer him away. Given the fact that he's 7 year late to meet you. But definitely he have no right to dominate me like this.

"This old dog has plenty of new tricks to teach you so in 13 minutes on ground orelse today you will definitely learn one."

"Are you threatening me? Because if you are you are failing miserably. Just because I cleaned the mess I created you think you can dominate me to do whatever you want, that's not happening."

I literally said this in one breath because I was afraid of what ifs.

"Okay, you have exactly 10 minutes now. If you didn't come I have many ways to bring you down, remember that."

"Try it out, I think you will definitely yerk your own plan. Good luck though!"

Saying this I ran towards my room. In hopes of never facing him again...